[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off":3,"chapter-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-129":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Bound to the Sign-In System, I Took Off",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2336183,4567,"Chapter 129: Unexpected Check-in Task","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-129",129,"\u003Cp>Skateboarding, like skiing, is a sport involving standing on a board, both derived from surfboards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The difference is that surfing is on the sea, skiing on snow, and skateboarding on land—only the surface beneath the board varies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as skiing skills are not singular, the skateboarding skill system grants multiple abilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his skill list, he has double-kick skateboards, longboards, fishboards, land surfboards, downhill boards, freestyle boards, and more—varied and numerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Essentially, any wheeled board that can be ridden on land, he can now use—and he can pull off tricks, and he’s very good at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He accepts all skills granted by the system without refusal. Besides, this task was ridiculously easy; who cared whether the skill was useful or not? More skills never hurt—you’d always find a use for them someday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In good spirits, Qin Yun turned and walked back into the Forbidden City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was nearly five o’clock; the crowds inside the Forbidden City had thinned considerably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jerry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Qin Yun passed the Yujing Pavilion, a frantic voice called out from afar, followed by a figure rushing straight toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lightly raised his hand to block—and the figure didn’t budge. The person cried “Oh!” and toppled backward. Seeing this, Qin Yun moved instantly, catching the person’s back with his right hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a foreign middle-aged woman, her face filled with panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, you okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s ok, sorry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hurried to leave, accompanied by a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, as cute as a porcelain doll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after only two steps, she seemed to remember something, stopped, and turned to look at Qin Yun’s work badge hanging on his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sorry—are you staff? I need help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun glanced at his badge and nodded: “Yes, I am. How can I help you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My child is lost. He passed through this gate a moment ago, and I’ve waited a long time—he hasn’t come back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s your name, and your child’s? Don’t worry—here, your child is certainly safe. I’ll contact staff to help search.” Qin Yun quickly reassured her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Catherine. My son is Robert. This is my daughter, Sasha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know you’re anxious, but don’t panic.” Qin Yun pulled out his phone and immediately called Yang Yanqiu, explained the situation. Yang Yanqiu immediately acknowledged and called the on-site staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Catherine, I’ve notified people to search. If you’re anxious, I can accompany you to look around—the child can’t have gone far. Don’t worry; no one here would harm a child.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Catherine had no time for small talk; after expressing her thanks, she grabbed Sasha’s hand and hurried through the archway, calling out as she searched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jerry! Where are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun also called out twice, then suddenly tensed—he lifted his head sharply toward the upper reaches of the Yujing Pavilion and froze in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perched atop a jutting boulder on the artificial hill, a blonde, blue-eyed foreign boy was dangling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Catherine heard Qin Yun’s shout and turned instantly. When she saw the boy, her face turned deathly pale; she swayed, nearly fainting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jerry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun didn’t know how the boy got up the Xiushan Hill—were the supervisors absent? Had he sneaked up?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of that mattered now. He sprinted to the base of the artificial hill, observed briefly, then moved instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many tourists had been drawn by the commotion and gathered around, shouting in alarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy’s upper body hung over the rock, one hand gripping a crack tightly, the other flailing wildly; his mouth gasped out halting Chinese: “Jiuming… Jiuming…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps hearing Catherine’s voice, he looked down—and tears streamed instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom, help me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun assessed the artificial hill—it was as easy as flat ground to him—but he had to consider whether it could bear weight. If he climbed up and it cracked, he’d be ruined—he’d spend his life working here to pay off the debt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, a gust of wind blew—the boy swayed violently, his grip failed, and his body plunged downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jerry!” Catherine screamed, lunging to catch him—but below the protruding rock was another, even larger, protrusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the boy hurtled toward the rock, a figure shot out like an arrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun moved like lightning, kicking off the side, launching himself into the air. As he cleared the protruding rock, his hands snapped beneath the boy, then he twisted his body violently, redirecting the impact point away from the stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a surge of force from his hands, his left foot landed firmly on a thick section of the artificial hill. But he dared not push—he dropped sharply, using the downward momentum as a buffer, then leaped outward, landing lightly with the boy on the flat ground of the Yujing Pavilion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he landed, Qin Yun glanced at the artificial hill—no movement. He exhaled in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck, if it had cracked, I’d better flee the country.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd erupted in applause and cheers. Catherine pushed through, dragging Sasha, snatched Jerry from Qin Yun’s arms, and hugged him tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only now, seeing his mother’s face, did the boy snap back to awareness—but the moment he did, a slap landed across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Slap!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tourists winced and quickly scattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun rubbed his nose, watched Catherine scolding Jerry, winked at Sasha, and turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could move, Catherine called out: “Wait a moment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun looked at her—her face full of gratitude. He waved his hand and said in fluent English: “As long as the child’s safe. Don’t hit too hard—just teach him a lesson.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Catherine laughed, then bowed deeply: “Thank you so much—if not for you, my Jerry would have been hurt. I don’t even know your name.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Qin Yun. By your customs, you can call me Qin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They shook hands. No sooner had they released than a small hand reached out beside them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Sasha Smith.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun crouched down, took her hand: “Hello, Sasha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Jerr—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut up, you’re nothing.” Catherine barked. Jerry instantly lowered his head, tears welling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun wanted to laugh but held it in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So even foreigners hit their kids? Online, they say foreign kids have rights—if you hit them, the police arrest the parents? Oh, right—this is China. No problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps Catherine had been influenced by Chinese culture—she now understood parents could give loving slaps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Catherine held onto Qin Yun, refusing to let him go—she insisted on treating him to dinner, determined to properly thank him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing she wouldn’t take no for an answer, and since he had nothing else to do, Qin Yun agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scorpion Manor!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qin, do you know Chinese kung fu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jerry, revived and curious, insisted on sitting beside Qin Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun nodded: “Yes, I know Chinese kung fu—otherwise, how could I have saved you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow!” Jerry’s eyes sparkled with admiration. “You’re amazing! I want to learn Chinese kung fu—then no one at school will bully me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sasha rolled her eyes, disdainful: “I don’t know kung fu, and no one bullies me—it’s just that you’re too weak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not! They’re just stronger!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t eat vegetables.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The siblings began bickering—until Catherine exploded and silenced them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Catherine, why are you traveling alone with two kids?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Catherine shrugged: “After my divorce, I’ve raised them alone. I’m used to it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are foreigners really that prone to divorce?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun didn’t press further; they chatted casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conversation drifted to work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I work for Red Bull—I’m the Asia-Pacific Content Director for Red Bull Media House. This trip to China was a rare chance—I usually have no time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Catherine’s job, Qin Yun instantly became interested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you handle Red Bull’s extreme sports sponsorships and events?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Catherine shook her head: “Those are handled by the Sports Marketing Department. I’m in Content—we work together. They manage sponsorships and events; we handle content production.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun’s mind stirred—he thought of his sponsor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, his sponsors were DJI and Casio. But Red Bull fit him better—those two words meant extreme sports.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s a saying: You risk your life; I’ll pay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as you’re extreme enough, money won’t be a problem—Red Bull will handle it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Catherine, does your company sign sponsorship contracts with individuals?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Catherine looked puzzled but nodded: “Yes. Many global extreme athletes have contracts with us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun pulled out his phone, opened Douyin, went to his homepage, and pushed the video of his Yimiao Peak climb toward Catherine: “How much do you think this would be worth for a year-long Red Bull sponsorship?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Catherine froze, then quickly became absorbed in the video.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she didn’t understand what Qin Yun was saying, the person in the video was unmistakably him—this surprised her. She hadn’t expected the man who saved her son to be an extreme athlete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Catherine scrolled through the video, then browsed others—her astonishment deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t just dabbling—he was a true expert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qin, you’re incredible. You should definitely apply for the China selection of Survive the Wild—I’m certain you’d pass.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun’s expression turned odd. He tapped twice on his phone—the silhouette poster appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Catherine glanced at it once and understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha! I knew it—of course you’d pass with your skills. I’m sure you’ll win the championship of Survive the Wild.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks for the good wishes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Catherine returned her phone to Qin Yun and continued, “Based on your recent works, I believe you’re fully qualified for a Red Bull Class A contract.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Class A contract?” Qin Yun frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Catherine explained, “Red Bull’s individual contracts have three tiers: A, B, and C. A Class C contract offers $150,000 annually, with a requirement of at least five extreme sports events per year. A Class B contract offers $300,000 annually, requiring at least three Red Bull events per year. A Class A contract offers $500,000—with no requirements.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No requirements?” Qin Yun asked, puzzled. “So you could just sign and do nothing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly,” Catherine smiled. “But $500,000 is nothing to Red Bull—they can afford it. The problem is, you’d be ruined in the community.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun instantly understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qin, I saw your recent video also had sponsors. How much did they pay you? I’ll try my best to negotiate a higher rate for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Catherine meant it sincerely—not only because of Qin Yun’s excellence in extreme sports, but because he had saved her son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“About 200,000 RMB per video!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun didn’t hide anything—he mentioned his annual contracts with Casio and DJI, though he only gave rough figures, not details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I understand. I’ll make sure this happens, Qin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I should be the one thanking you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun smiled, about to speak, when the system suddenly reacted again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Publishing check-in task: Complete an extreme longboard downhill run with a peak speed of 140 km\u002Fh to complete check-in.】\u003C\u002Fp>",1783,"2026-06-20T21:37:28.858Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5d417e4322b3455177d75de2acaad79cb4ac44a6cf4d971d6aaa24596894ebd8","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-130","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-128",329,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-cover.jpg"]